Your Majesty's three views follow the five senses

"Yes." It seemed to be an instinctive answer, but Xia Yi was also stunned, he never thought that the little emperor would ask such a question.

Nan Wenqing had an indescribable feeling in his heart. He knew that Xia Yi's words were not credible, but he couldn't ignore what Xia Yi had done for him these days.

Sure enough, every time something happened to the prime minister, the more I thought about it, the more confused I became. I simply didn't think about it, lifted the quilt, and stretched out my hand to cover Xia Yi's obscene pants.

"Your Majesty!" Xia Yi was startled by the warmth around his waist, and quickly opened his hand, hiding his body inside, dragging the wound and causing pain.

This little emperor is crazy! ?

Nan Wenqing:? ? ?

"Are you sick from being surprised? Don't move, I'll give you medicine." Nan Wenqing laughed angrily at his extreme reaction.What is going on in this person's mind all day?

"Your Majesty, minister, come by yourself." Seeing the little emperor's expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, Xia Yi immediately understood, a little embarrassed, but it was not easy to break through.

In fact, he didn't think about anything else just now, he just thought that Nan Wenqing was upset and wanted to hit someone. To be honest, he may have had a psychological shadow on the board all his life.

Tsk, who has more yellow plastic in their brains?

However, it seemed that the little emperor was one of the few times who spoke nicely to him.

Xia Yi felt a little sour for no reason, but Nan Wenqing himself didn't realize it, and just said that it was "I'll give you the medicine", not "I'll give you the medicine".

"Are you within reach?" Nan Wenqing's eyebrows furrowed into a ball, seeing him pushing and shoving, she was a little speechless.

Xia Yi: "..." Seems very reasonable?

Moved to the outside, the Prime Minister finally compromised.

Nan Wenqing gently pulled down the obscene pants, and when she saw the shocking wound that hadn't healed, she couldn't help but feel her heart tighten. It's been more than ten days, and the wound is still so hideous.

He knew the background of the prime minister. When he and his second brother were out on a trip and met an assassin, Xia Yi took several stabs to protect his second brother, but he didn't say a word. Escorted them and drove a few miles back to Wangcheng.

But such a person passed out from the beating.

How painful it was... Nan Wenqing sprinkled the powder carefully, seeing the body of the lying person trembling slightly, she even slowed down her movements, for fear of accidentally hurting him again.

Nan Wenqing was sometimes very puzzled, he couldn't figure out Xia Yi's attitude towards him.

On weekdays, he looks like a loyal and virtuous minister, respectful and respectful to himself, but it makes people feel that he is too harsh and bullying his courtiers.But he always makes himself unable to step down in front of everyone, this is the case in the court, it is the same at the banquet, and it is the same in the imperial study.

There are always thousands of ways to find fault with yourself.

Not only that, but he has been developing his own power in the court, killing and demoting many officials, even raising a knife to make a fuss in the imperial study when he got up, causing Shen Qian, who he had cultivated with great difficulty, to be blinded by him. He drove out of Wangcheng with a blink.

That's all, as a civil servant, he still keeps private soldiers, drills day and night, and keeps growing, which makes people have to guard against.

While taking the medicine, Nan Wenqing stared at Xia Yi and fell into deep thought. The prime minister seemed to feel the sharp gaze behind him, and felt hairy. He couldn't help thinking: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's because you are serving me so much that my heart trembles." , The last medicine has been grinding and chirping for so long, what do you want to do?

Is it too late for me to repent now?

..."Your Majesty, have you finished approving today's memorial? It's time to go back to the palace." Seeing that Nan Wenqing had been taking medicine for a long time, and finally made it through, he looked at himself straight after he was done, Sitting beside him without saying a word, the atmosphere was so embarrassing that it made people dizzy.

"It's time to go back to the palace," Nan Wenqing said, with no emotion in his voice.

... "Xia Yi." Walking to the door, the hands that pushed the door stopped, and Nan Wenqing stood there, as if there was a question that he had never asked him.

It seemed that he really wanted an answer at that moment.

"Huh?" Xia Yi was a little dazed. In his memory, this seemed to be the first time the little emperor called his name.

Nan Wenqing was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked: "Prime Minister, can I trust you?"

"Your Majesty, minister" "Forget it, you don't need to answer." Nan Wenqing seemed to have thought of something, and immediately interrupted him, waved his hand, and left the Prime Minister's mansion without looking back.

He suddenly realized that it seemed that Xia Yi's answer was not important.

Because Nan Wenqing is the emperor, as the prime minister, he will definitely answer yes.

Or maybe all he did was to let his guard down?After all, even storytellers in teahouses know that people's hearts are the most unpredictable in this world.

So what if you can, and what if you can’t?After fighting openly and secretly for so many years, he actually understood that he would never believe what Xia Yi said.

That's right, after all, he and his second child have known each other for a while, and they call him His Highness in their dreams, the answer is really obvious.

There was a feeling of discomfort in my heart for no reason.

It must be because I met this annoying prime minister today.Thinking about it, Nan Wenqing walked faster and faster, leaving the prime minister's mansion as if fleeing.

Eunuch Lin chased after him blankly.Obviously didn't hear the sound of quarreling and fighting?Why does His Majesty look so ugly?Prime Minister, what's wrong with His Majesty?

...Xia Yi stared at the back of the person leaving, and stayed there for a long time. Today's little emperor seems a little different.

Is it because of guilt?But unlikely.

"Old Ji." Thinking Xia Yi, he called the old housekeeper in and ordered, "That Xiang Gui, let her leave the Prime Minister's Mansion, and tell her that no one who is disrespectful to His Majesty is allowed in the Prime Minister's Mansion."

After saying that, the screen retreated, and he was left alone in the empty room, absentmindedly touching the position that was still warm, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

He suddenly remembered that when he first woke up today, he happened to see the expression of the little emperor looking at him.

There seemed to be no sullenness, no disgust, no anxiety, and no vigilance in his eyes.Instead, it was quiet and gentle, as if caught in some good memory.

I remembered that when he opened his eyes in a daze today, he saw that handsome face against the light, which seemed to slowly overlap with that of 11 years ago.

At that time, Nan Wenqing was only a ten-year-old child, but he was more dazzling than everyone else.

"His Royal Highness..." He had followed him for 11 years.

Xia Yi couldn't help feeling sour in his heart.Perhaps for Nan Wenqing, the encounter 11 years ago was nothing more than an unusual event, and it was not worth mentioning in his splendid life.

He also never expected that Nan Wenqing could remember, the ragged little beggar back then.

His prince became emperor, and his former highness became His Majesty.

That's Nan Wenqing...he was supposed to be like this, to become the most powerful person in the world, and to have the most brilliant life in the world.